Christian strolled into Jennifer's room and found her and the nanny playing with colorful balls scattered across the pink space.
Leaning against the doorframe, he watched quietly. Her laughter and carefree squeals filled the air, bringing a smile to his face.
He never imagined he'd be so captivated by a child's antics, but Jennifer had proven him wrong. Every little thing she did—no matter how small—brought him a strange sense of joy. The way she furrowed her tiny brows in concentration while throwing a ball, or how her eyes sparkled as she chased after a stray one, completely mesmerized him. It was like she thought she'd get in trouble if she didn't catch it.
It was both endearing and amusing. He realized that fatherhood had brought out a side of him he never knew existed. Her presence in his life had awakened a deep well of love and patience he never knew existed.
